Pony Play

Sam couldn't believe this. He just couldn't believe it.
"What the fuck are you doing, Dean?"
Dean looked down at Sam from where he was sitting on the lavender and blue pony. "What does it look like?"
Sam stared at him for a long moment before replying. "It looks like you're about to ride a merry go round."
"Give the boy a prize, he figured it out." Dean turned and faced forward on the pony and smiled. "The ride is gonna start soon, Sammy! Get a pony!"
Sam just stared at him. "Get a pony. Get a pony?! What the hell are you on?!"
"I'm not ON anything," Dean replied. "But dad never took us to any amusement parks! So let's have some fun!"
Sam threw his hands into the air and shouted. "DEAN. This is a ride for LITTLE KIDS."
Dean just shrugged. "It looks fun!"
"YOU'RE SITTING ON A BLUE PONY!" Sam shouted.
Rolling his eyes, Dean replied, "Fine, if YOU wanna miss out on all the fun, go over there and watch."
Sam couldn't do anything but gape at his brother and shake his head. "You're serious."
"Of course I'm serious! I always wanted to ride one of these!" Dean gasped loudly, making Sam jump.
"What?!" Sam looked around, wondering if the ghost they'd come to investigate had manifested itself. It wasn't supposed to until after dark and it was still dusk, but you couldn't be too careful.
"Here!" Dean throw a yellow disposable camera at Sam that he'd just dug out of his pocket. "Take my picture!"
"WHAT?!"
"Take my picture!" Dean replied, then smiled widely as the music started to play. "Go on!" He shooed his little brother away.
Sam shook his head and stepped off the merry go round and went to lean against the fence with all the parents whose toddlers were on the ride.
"Which one's yours?" A proud mother asked, waving to her little girl as the ride spun slowly.
Sam sighed and covered his face with his hand as Dean went past, cheering loudly. "If he wasn't already going to die, I'd kill him."